My dog-sitting stint is over, but it was the best. Perhaps the most important thing that made it the best: it showed me that one day I could love another dog. I have met other dogs since Kym died, and none of them have seemed as good as her, but Monsieur Jasper here...honestly is. That is a really beautiful realization.

I mean it also made me paranoid that when I do get another dog, I won't know if he or she is the right one because I'll be blinded by my desire to just have a dog, and also I am now more afraid than ever to "settle" for a dog under 50 pounds, much less under 25...but really, these are minor.